Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1887-07-28
True as Steel.

| II do wonder why those little savages are
allowed to make a coasting hill of the pub
| lie highway - grumhlcd an uncommonly
pretty girl, ms she hcsitnled In great pertur-
haiinn half way up the improvised slide
mentned.
IL Was mn irregular and rather precipi-
tous cross street Of n suburban village. II
was treacherously icy and swarming with
| Juvenile coasters, one of whom had carried
a strip of silked ruby tiounce with him as
| lac darted past her.
1T is quite too bad and my very incest
dress, too" she complained, mentally, as
she stopped 10 draw back and pin together
the damaged bit of drapery.
In the annoyance of the moment she did
not reflect that something more unpleasant
was quite possible If she were not vigilant.
She was quite too engrossed 10 hear boy
ish shouts of warning In the road above her,
or 10 see an agile figure that was springing
aflrightedly toward her.
n big sled freighted with half n dozen
] reckless urchinS, had started down the
tempting decent on the CLASSY track IL had
become partly unmanageable in second
more IL would be upon her unless she heed
those warning shouts or a miracle interpos-
| ed Ia save her
Before she really had time 10 comprehend
| her peril or understand the sudden, shrill
vociferation, there was wild whirring In
the air and tingling shock, and the next
instant she felt herself violently whirled a
side by strong arm which had seized her
rs the sled flew past.
The agile figure of IA manly pedestrian,
whose affrighted gestures she had not no
ticed, had flung himself between her and
death, or worse, and she was safe.
AS she struggled 10 her feet II cry of graf
itude and pity quivered from her startled
lips.
She fully realized what her peril had been
and her pity was for her handsome rescuer,
who was lying stunned and bruised and
bleeding before her.
''Oh, what can say TO you what can
do ?" she faltered, in "A distressing voice,
ms she bent over him.
His handsome features were alarmingly
pallid, and there were tiny drops of warm
red blood staining the frozen snow which
pillowed his fallen head.
But the bright dark eyes enclosed with n
flashing smile which was delightfully."- tran
quilizing
"Say only that have made n charming
friend" he smiled, as with "A vince of pain
4. "a 40
am not badly hurt. have surface cash
on my check, | think, and / have notion
there is a sprained limb. | shall not he
able TO get To my destination-thats GER
tain." he added, as he made an heroic at
tempt Ia stand uprigh, only TO sink back
again with n suppressed groan.
just then the big sled was hauled back
up the street. the reckless coasters all pcni-
tent and terrified, and eager TO render every
service.
a helpful idea frightened the girls anx-
ious face.
at would be an hour before proper as
sistance could be brought 20 you here" she
said, in her quick, sweet, girlish voice.
"But there is a dear. motherly old lady liv-
ing in that little cottage at the top of the
hill. Let the boys put you on the sled and
take you up 10 her. She is my friend and
she will do whatever | wish
And so n few minutes later the injured
young gentleman was snugly ensconced on
a cosy lounge of the cosy little cottage and
a physician had been sent for.
"Ah, you will I've all light again in few
days" the doctor said, cheerfully, "only
YOU must keep yourself perfectly quiet, and
not try to exert yourself in any way"
81 can reconcile myself TO the situation
easily if you will promise TO cheer my i'm
prisonment occasionally" the gentleman
the pretty girl, who readily promised what
he seemed so eagerly 30 desire.
And that was the beginning Of pretty
Dorinda Grey's acquaintance with the
handsome young stranger whom she had
exalted to a hero-a king among men.
He had done only what any other man
would have done in similar circumstances.
lie had simply snatched her away from the
track of the fiving sled. He had perceived
no risk TO himself, no sacrifice he had been
safely beyond any collision with the coaster
1T was his own awkward stumble on the
treacherously CLASSIFY incline which had
caused his mishap. The peril was over
when he had slipped upon one of his heels |
and fallen. 1t might have happened just the |
same even if he had not hastened calamity |
to the rescue of a distractingly pretty girl. |
But these were triiiing little truths which |
he did not deem absolutely necessary to re- |
veal. 1t was too pleasant TO pose as n |
wounded hero, and to have his temporary |
confinement enlivened by the visits of his /
graceful and intesting new acquaintance. |
For his own sake he preferred not to spoil |
her little illusions on the subject.
And 40 Dorinda went homeward, taking |
with her the image of an elegant figure and /
handsome countenance of fascinating |
young stranger, whose tones were like mu-
sic, whose smile was like n fash of sun
light, whose brilliant black eyes had gazed
admiringly, almost tenderly, into her own.
Her own great brown eyes were bright as
stars, cheeks flushed with curiously wa
vcring rose tint, as she at length entered
the fine old yellow stone mansion at the fur
ther end of the village street.
''What OH earth has kept you so long |
Dodo ?" queried tall and stately young
lady I'm an elegant morning dress of Sevres |
blue satin. "Did they have the kind of
pacha braid wanted Mt the store ?-or did |
Won FORGET your errand and stay all this /
time gossiping with that simple old Mrs.
Merron %
The rose tint deepened TO crimson on Do |
dos pretty cheeks but she did no choose 10 |
explain what had deferred her ut Mrs. Mer- |
ron's cottage on the hill
"T couldn't get the braid, Gretta they |
don't keep it," she answered. "It is a bon |